“Rhea...” You start as you push your way into the trainer’s room, frowning when you see the blood streaming down Rhea’s face from her nose.

“I’m fine.” She growls, glaring at the floor as you move towards her, cupping her cheek.

“I SAID I’M FINE.”

You take a deep breath, the woman’s outburst unsurprising.

She’d spent weeks training for this match, weeks beating herself up for losing to Charlotte Flair at WrestleMania, and now...

Rhea felt, not only the sting of defeat, but regret as well, regret because she’d just yelled at you when you were only trying to help.

the trainer is tending to her nose, the woman hoping that even though her irises are hidden behind yellow contacts, that you can see the regret in them.

“It looks like we’ve got the bleeding to stop, but ice is going to be your best friend tonight.” The trainer frowns as he packs Rhea’s nose, the woman nodding.
Y/N...” Rhea finally finds her voice as the two of you enter your hotel room, your brows knitted in confusion as you turn to her with a hum.

Rhea sighs sadly, cupping your cheeks.“I’m sorry, for how I acted back there... I just...” You cut her off, pressing your index finger to her lips.
“It’s alright.” You whisper, your thumb brushing her bottom lip. “I hate seeing you so heartbroken... I know you wanted this so bad.” You glance away, missing the confusion written all over Rhea’s face.

“Wait...” She shakes her head, humorlessly laughing. “You aren’t upset about me snapping at you?” She asks and you shake your head.

“No, I know you’re frustrated, and I am too, I’m upset because you’re upset.” You huff, your eyes widening when you see tears gathering in Rhea’s yellow contacted orbs.

“Whoa, what’s-

“I yelled at you; you should be mad at me.” She sniffles, the stress of her night making her break down into tears,

I deserve for you to be mad at me.” She sniffles, a small smile on your face as you run your fingers through her damp hair.